She Loved Him
The day I stop chasing youIs the day this dies.
The day the roses fall.
The second the sky cries...
I gave you my all
But here is your last poem.
Here is your last song.
Here is moment I love her.
Here's the moment its not wrong.
Tonight I hold her in my arms.
Today I belong.
With her soft lips whispering in my ear.
I love her Darling.
I love the sweet smell of her skin.
Please my love,
Don't hate me when she realizes I still loved him.
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